The ring fits perfectly.
Encircling the base of his ring finger, it carried the warmth of Lu Huan’s body temperature.
Yu Baihan gazed at the fervor in Lu Huan’s eyes but found himself momentarily speechless. It wasn’t until Lu Huan lowered his eyes, took his hand, and pressed a kiss on the base of his finger adorned with the ring.
Yu Baihan’s face suddenly flushed, and his heart swelled.
His fingertips trembled slightly.
Lu Huan lifted his eyes from the back of his hand, asking, “Is it okay?”
It’s more than okay!
Yu Baihan eagerly hugged Lu Huan, his chest heaving. He suppressed the excitement in his heart, burying it in Lu Huan’s shoulder, and mumbled with a hint of dampness in his muffled voice, “You ambushed Baihan again…”
Lu Huan wrapped his arms around him, pinching the back of his neck, “I should have given it to you long ago.”
Their initial marriage lacked ceremony, rings, or any formalities. After dinner, Yu Baihan was sent over, and it felt like a marriage of mere paper and plastic—cheap and material.
Lu Huan remarked, “How can you not have a ring when you’re married?”
Yu Baihan’s heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly, he recalled the bartender at the beach, who had glanced at his empty hand.
It truly didn’t look like he was in a relationship.
Yu Baihan extended his hand to touch the ring on his finger once more, and the neglected void was immediately filled.
After a couple of seconds, he straightened up, pulling Lu Huan with him, “Where’s yours?”
Lu Huan produced another ring, a bit too large. Yu Baihan took it, holding Lu Huan’s hand to slide it on.
Their fingers intertwined.
Under the warm candlelight, the two rings complemented each other.
Yu Baihan, fueled with enthusiasm and vigor, suddenly pulled Lu Huan’s hand, stood up, and kissed him passionately. Lu Huan’s breath instantly became erratic and unsteady.
Yu Baihan hooked his shoulder, murmuring vaguely, “Finish your radish quickly…”
Lu Huan, seemingly ignited, turned around and pressed forward. The restraint that had been held back for so long finally loosened in this moment.
He kissed him until the corners of his eyes grew moist, then reached out to rummage through the bedside table. Leaning over to Yu Baihan, he said, “Just say yes, don’t be stubborn.”
Yu Baihan snapped out of his daze:?
In an instant, he became obstinate, “Are you setting the stage for yourself?”
Lu Huan, “…”
He reached out and playfully pinched the flushed face, “It’s been a while, and you still know how to tease me.”
With a soft sound, the bottle cap opened in his hand.
Yu Baihan glanced over with a heated face, turning his head sideways for a moment to comply. The sensation went from cool to warm, his heart pounding rapidly—whether from nervousness or anticipation, he couldn’t quite discern.
In a surreal trance, time seemed to simultaneously speed up and stretch into eternity.
After an unknown duration, unable to contain himself, he kicked Lu Huan’s shoulder and muttered, “Hurry up…”
“…” Lu Huan was completely flushed, a mix of embarrassment and restraint. Sweat adorned his forehead as he gazed intently at Yu Baihan, then leaned in to kiss him—
Yu Baihan’s hands tightened involuntarily, his eyes dazzled, and his ears warmed.
It was much more intense than he had imagined.
Yet, he stubbornly bit his lip and said nothing, determined and unafraid of challenges!
Burning fingertips traced his lips.
Lu Huan kissed him reassuringly, sweat trickling down his furrowed brow, his eyes deep.
Yu Bai hesitated for a moment, then gently patted the person with quivering eyelashes.
As if responding to some unspoken signal, Lu Huan bent down once more.
The white gauze curtain by the window swayed gently.
The scented candle’s light flickered, and the initially green citrus scent gradually transformed into a rich, sweet floral fragrance.
Yu Baihan gazed at the blurred silhouette on the wall, his consciousness gradually being enveloped. In a daze, he heard a “crash,” as if the iron chain restraining a beast was violently snapped off. The sound intensified, reaching its peak the moment he embraced Lu Huan, and then the lock suddenly gave way.
Time passed unnoticed.
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How much time has elapsed?
“…” Lu Huan stared at him with a dangerous intensity.
The chain had already fallen to the ground, and the beast bared its fangs.
…
As Yu Baihan regained a sense of time, a faint commotion emanated from outside.
Other guests were present at the hotel resort. It was New Year’s Eve, and at this very moment, everyone was heading out to join the festivities and make preparations for the countdown.
The cacophony of human voices snapped Yu Baihan back to awareness.
He sensed that Lu Huan, too, was nearing his limit, but for some reason…
The external clamor intensified once more. Following that, he vaguely heard…
As the countdown echoed, “Ten, nine, eight…”
Within the countdown, the urgency of the iron chain’s sound grew. The white gauze curtain blurred the boundary between the night outside and the candlelit intimacy inside.
“Three, two, one… zero!” The final count concluded.
Clang! A bell chimed from the hotel.
Lu Huan abruptly clasped Yu Baihan’s hand adorned with a ring, kissing it with the first toll of the new year’s bell. Simultaneously, pristine flowers bloomed.
Yu Baihan found himself embraced in Lu Huan’s arms, his eyelashes fluttering.
Amidst warmth, fragrance, and celebration, the new year had arrived.
—
The next day, when Yu Baihan woke up, it was already noon.
Opening his eyes, he was momentarily disoriented.
The bed sank as Lu Huan sat up, reaching out to touch his face. “Wake up.”
His scattered thoughts gradually returned—
Oh, he was at the hotel in Guanyang Mountain.
Today marked the first day of the new year, and at this moment…
Yu Baihan glanced at Lu Huan. “What time is it?”
His voice, hoarse and startled, caught both of them off guard.
Lu Huan hurriedly got up, offering a glass of water and skillfully inserting the straw into the man’s mouth. “It’s noon; drink some water first.”
Yu Bai sucked on the straw, turning his gaze toward Lu Huan and observing his slightly flushed face. The other exuded vitality, a stark contrast to Yu Baihan’s current languid state.
He released the straw, gazing quietly at the person before him:
Lu Huan can’t…
Wasn’t it just a temporary tutoring… Could his learning ability be that remarkable?
Meeting his gaze, Lu Huan’s face reddened even more, and he playfully pinched his cheek. “Are you still pretending?”
“What?”
“…Can’t remember?”
Yu Baihan gradually recollected: After midnight last night, Lu Huan had mentioned wanting to take him for a bath. Yet, still preoccupied with those ten or eight times, he continued to pester with playful banter.
Ultimately, he almost lost consciousness, muttering, “I can do it, why can’t you?”
Then, everything went blank.
“………”
Yu Baihan pressed his lips in silent contemplation:
I actually lost consciousness, truly…!
After a brief silence, he stole another glance at Lu Huan, calmly seeking confirmation, “So was it ten times or eight times?”
Lu Huan responded with a touch of euphemism, “Ten times minus eight times.”
Yu Baihan:? ? ?
His puzzled expression was too apparent. Lu Huan paused and clarified, “I mean, for me. Your count should be…”
The drooping radish instantly shot him a sharp look!
Lu Huan corrected himself, “It should be similar.”
Snorting, Yu Baihan couldn’t discern whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, and slowly reclined on the bed. His cheeks were flushed, and he began to reminisce: In my recollection, it felt quite pleasant…
Despite Senior Lu’s youth, he possessed favorable attributes.
Even if it was a bit rudimentary, it was undeniably potent.
So, can one fault him for a touch of theatrics? Modo Modo~
As the carrots quietly ripened, Lu Huan had already turned around to order room service and requested some ointment. Hanging up the call, he turned back with an embarrassed and pitiable expression, “Do you have any…”
He hesitated, then caught the theatricality in Yu Baihan’s eyes.
“……”
Yu Baihan blinked, “What?”
Lu Huan, burying the radish engrossed in its veggies, muttered, “It’s nothing.”
…
When the porridge and side dishes arrived, Yu Baihan had a few spoonfuls of rice to satiate his hunger.
Lu Huan then picked up the medicine and said, “Let me take a look.”
He flipped over like a salted fish, burying his face in the soft quilt, allowing others to shyly fiddle with it, “Oh.”
After taking the medicine, he turned his head from under the quilt to look again and noticed that Lu Huan’s neck was swollen. Flushed, and the hand that twisted the bottle cap of the medicine tube was still a little unsteady.
Senior Lu is really…
It was the same as yesterday; what happened? Embarrassment is a ferocious disguise.
As Yu Baihan’s gaze lingered, he suddenly froze in front of Lu Huan: Wait, why can you still…
Lu Huan put the medicine aside, turned his head to meet Yu Baihan’s trembling pupils, and suddenly felt a heat rush over him.
He said patiently, “I won’t disturb you.”
Yu Baihan snapped out of his thoughts, sank into the quilt, and contemplated, “Okay, endure it for now, and we can address it when we return tonight.”
He wriggled his fingers and envisioned, “Let’s take it step by step, maybe three times today…”
He paused, then raised another feeble finger, “Four times.”
Lu Huan: …
He pressed each finger back down one by one, and inquired softly, “Are you trying to ascend to heaven?”
Yu Baihan: OvO
Lu Huan pursed his lower lip, a bit embarrassed, “From last year… until this year. Isn’t that sufficient?”
Yu Baihan:?
Is that how it works?
He couldn’t help but recall the moment he crossed the zero point, and his foggy thoughts suddenly cleared: Hold on, Senior Lu was holding back at that time; he couldn’t be intentionally stalling…
Yu Baihan couldn’t help but shudder:
This level of ceremony is unnecessary! ! !
…
After having lunch and taking his medicine, the bald radish was still in a daze.
Lu Huan pulled him onto his lap and lay on his stomach, saying, “I’ll give you a massage.”
Yu Baihan lay down comfortably but was momentarily puzzled, “…”
He glanced over and attempted to push away, but Lu Huan caught his hand and placed it in front of him.
Lu Huan adjusted his position calmly, lightly patting his waist, “Don’t be troublesome.”
“Got it.”
While enjoying Lu Huan’s massage, Yu Baihan raised his hand to inspect the ring on his finger. In a situation like yesterday, he hadn’t had the chance to take a closer look.
He touched the smooth surface of the ring and inquired curiously, “You didn’t engrave your name on the inside, did you?”
The hand on his waist paused, “No.”
Yu Baihan turned his head and asked, “Does it feel uncomfortable?”
“No.” Lu Huan continued massaging him, his gaze lowered, lost in thought. After a while, Lu Huan spoke again, “This time I was in a rush; I only prepared the ring. For the wedding…”
Yu Baihan narrowed his eyes contentedly, “It’s fine.”
He wasn’t overly concerned about it. For him, as long as they were together, that was more important than anything else. However, if Senior Lu liked it, they could always make up for it.
Yu Baihan began to make plans, “When the weather gets warmer, let’s have it at the beach. Don’t you enjoy the sea breeze and the salty breath of the ocean?”
The pressure on his waist suddenly increased.
Hiss! Yu Baihan winced and lightly tapped Lu Huan’s hand, “You’re hurting me.”
“…” Lu Huan soothingly rubbed his hands again and spoke softly, “Don’t surprise me with your words suddenly.”
Yu Baihan obediently lay down, “Alright, understood.”
—
Yu Baihan remained on the bed until the afternoon.
He felt sore and weak as if he had exerted too much force. Indeed, as Lu Huan had warned, he couldn’t venture out—not even to the door of their suite.
Lu Huan stayed by the bedside to keep him company.
Around one o’clock, Lu Huan’s phone rang; presumably, it was a New Year’s call from a business partner. He briefly conversed with Yu Baihan, then grabbed his phone and stepped onto the terrace.
It appeared that the call was related to business collaboration, and after ten minutes, Lu Huan hadn’t returned.
Having consumed a lot of water at lunch, Yu Baihan now urgently needed to use the bathroom.
Observing Lu Huan’s back facing the room, he attempted to stand and make his way to the bathroom.
Yet, as soon as his body shifted, it felt like it might fall apart.
Yu Baihan propped himself up on the bed. As he put his feet on the ground and aimed to take a couple of steps forward, his knees suddenly gave way, and he toppled forward with his head feeling heavy. Plop!
The commotion caught Lu Huan’s attention outside.
He swiftly greeted the caller, ended the conversation, and rushed in a few steps. Lu Huan picked up Yu Baihan, cradling him in his arms. Just as he was about to speak, he was once again met with Yu Baihan’s flushed cheeks and moist eyes.
Placing a hand on Lu Huan’s shoulder, Yu Baihan informed him, “I need to use the bathroom.”
A hand reached out to touch his forehead.
Lu Huan frowned, “Do you have a fever?”
Yu Baihan: Huh?
Lu Huan sighed, first assisting him to the bathroom with a reddening face, then embracing the increasingly warm Yu Baihan back to the bed.
Once by the bed, Lu Huan dialed the local medical team.
However, the local medical team typically dealt with injuries or common minor illnesses suffered by tourists, such as those from mountain climbing. In Yu Baihan’s case, a professional was required.
Lu Huan hung up the phone with a creased brow, looking like someone who was bedridden. He bent down to touch Yu Baihan’s forehead once more and softly inquired, “Ten times or eight times?”
“……”
Unwilling to admit defeat, Yu Baihan responded, “Maybe I caught a cold.”
Lu Huan cast a glance at the room’s 24-degree heating.
After a brief silence, he looked at Yu Baihan. Their eyes met, and Lu Huan suggested, “You said…”
Yu Baihan understood and whispered, “Is it not too good?”
Considering that it was the first day of the new year, and mobile stalls were closed, Lu Huan contemplated, “If you pay double wages.”
Feeling guilty, Yu Baihan agreed, “Then give it a try.”
“……Um.”
Lu Huan picked up his phone and called Zhong Bingqi.
Thanks for this chapter!! But is there a chapter missing?
Oh!! Sorry 😭
I uploaded the wrong chapter 🥲
Consider this one a bonus then
Wooooo bonus chapter!! Lol